SAVING THE DEVILISHLY HANDSOME DOCTOR

CHAPTER 7

It really did not settle in me until a few hours later where I still sat on that bed dazed and by the time Snowy called I was ripe and we screamed together for the longest of time. The week passed as I rode on the wave pretty hard, there was nothing that could bring me down, not even half of my class failing my test. I was pretty high, drunk on love and happiness until Friday came. The day ended with me on my bed having shopped my heels off looking for a dress yet nothing. I sat on bed with the phone in hand ready to cancel nearly crying my heart out. Nothing had been good enough, everything not even coming close. I was going on an event with the man of my dreams, an event where the king would be there, the bloody king for crying out loud. Snowy had tried to cheer me up yet here I was again with me defeated. What would I wear? I could wake up and go shopping again yet what store had I not gone to? I had walked every single shop coming out with nothing. Cancelling was what was left yet I could not just cancel on him on the night before, that would be so cruel and I loved him too much to be so cruel. 

I sighed, tapping my phone on my hand only to jump as it rang so loud. My eyes quickly went to look at the caller ID and I could not help but be nervous. A part of me thought of not answering but I would not do that even if I wanted to sowith my shaking hand I went picking up the call after much time. I held it to my ear, my heart beating too fast and too loud for me to speak. 

“Hello.” He simply said and I found myself falling on the bed. How was it possible to love someone so much at such a short time? I felt like I would die.

“Hi.” I said, finally deciding to stop overthinking everything and just being myself.

“How are you doing?” He asked so formally having me undone. He was always serious, always straight to the point,something that sent me over the edge. I loved everything about him and was afraid I would soon be obsessed. 

“I am good, how have you been?” I asked, biting my lip with my hand on my bare chest, brushing and soothing my dear heart. 

“Busy and exhausted. I have never worked so many shifts in my life.” He said having me laugh. I could just imagine. Our government hospitals were hugely understaffed with less than ten doctors at a time for the whole hospital ever since I was born and that hospital was the largest in the country, the main hospital in a way. 

“I am so sorry, I hope you are getting double the money.” I said only for him to chuckle. 

“If I wanted money I would have stayed in Scotland. The pay here is an insult really.” He said having me nod my head, it was not a shock, nurses and doctors were under paid here. We just did not have enough money to pay the doctors which is why there were always about six or seven in a hospital and they usually did not stay long. 

“If not for the pay then why would you travel so far for this job?” I asked really interested in the answer.

“My work as a doctor is to help people, there is no one who is willing to help here so I volunteered myself.” He said having me nod my head as if he could see me. This man was not just handsome but he was deep with substance and finally my heart calmed with him not just being s*x on legs but someone so deep. 

“Thank you for caring.” I found myself saying, feeling as if I had to thank him for just caring for our people, to not just look away but throw himself in the hell and help us get a decent chance in a better health care. Silence stretched yet it was not awkward, not even in the slightest. 

“I called to let you know that I ended up picking up a shift tomorrow so would you be able to take a cab to my house because I don’t think I would have time to fetch you?” He asked as I swallowed. 

“Yeah, that is fine. What time will we be leaving?” I asked. 

“Three o’clock since it’s a long way and it would be my first time driving to that part of the country. Have you picked your dress?” He asked as my heart went drumming again. 

“Uhm, yeah.” I lied, nearly strangling myself for that. 

“Oohh, I wanted to actually help you pay for the dress because I find it unfair to make you buy something you would not have had to buy if not for me. I am sorry, it just slipped my mind.” He apologized, a man after my heart truly. 

“Its alright, I needed one anyway, surely would have bought it sometime soon.” I lied again having me roll my eyes, it sounding stupid even in my ears. 

“Still.” He said having me roll on the bed again, laying on my belly.

“Have a great night then, I will send you my address, I have to get back to work.” He said having me nearly protest. He worked so hard and I wished I could just give him a massage or cook a good dinner for him and pour him some wine so he could relax. I wished I could take care of him. I shook my head, shaking these dangerous thoughts from my mind. 

“Good night, see you tomorrow.” I said with the line cut right after yet I could not help but hold the phone and smile with sleep claiming me soon having him fill my mind for the rest of the night. 

Morning came too soon and I was all over the place. I did not know what to wear and I was in town as soon as the clock hit nine. The sun was up and hot with the city getting busy by the hour. It was the weekend and people were doing their shopping with kids gallivanting around town and just being teenagers. I powered through shops, finding nothing having me panic and by lunch time I was having a break down but that was until my eyes laid on the fabric shop and I nearly cursed myself. It was perfect, and I wondered why I had not thought about. The country was rich with such beautiful culture brought down from generation to generation which made my outfit so perfect especially since I would be at the presence of the king. 

I walked in the shop seeing them display the beautiful traditional wear that was so gorgeous. The traditional wear was one outfit that was for every occasion yet still so beautiful and classy. You could wear it to weddings, funerals, birthdays, events, basically anywhere and it was so affordable. I bought all that was needed, nearly laughing at myself. I was sure that most people would be on traditional wear themselves because the king would be there, it was just perfect. 

My feet carried me out of the shop carrying all my paper bags and I went to buy shoes. My outfit went with any shoes, I could even go barefooted and it would still be perfect yet I would not freak John out and just wear heels. The time was ticking by, it was one o’clock already and I knew I would not make it. I found myself rushing through town like a crazy person to the beauty shop. It was crazy and I was hungry as hell with panic taking full force. I walked in the beauty spa, them whipping up the best face beat in a few minutes with no time for nails as I was up walking out by half two. There was no way I could make it to my house to bath and dress up then come back to town to catch a cab to his place. I took up my phone, debating on what to do yet time was running away from me so I found myself in a cab to his house with all my bags.

This was the worst day ever and at this point I did not care but just wanted to get through it, could not wait for it to be over so I could dig a hole and hide in it. I was sure going to block John after this but I was sure he would never call again on how embarrassed I was. I sighed, sitting at the edge of the seat with all bags still heavy in my hand ready to dash out as soon as the cab stopped. I was too scared, different scenarios going through my hand where he would have already left without me or if he would just cancel last minute. I shook my head, fear gripping me with all the beauty all around me gone. 

I had never came to this side of town, it was where the wealthy lived and all the houses were just extravagant.  The car slowed down and my eyes snapped out of the window. I took a deep breath, fishing out some money from my pocket before paying and walking out. I closed the door, the car rushing away quickly as I turned to stare at the entry into the gated community. I could see a guard just in the large and beautiful guard house, everything was clean and fancy having me not help but ogle like a poor person which I was but not really. 

I took a deep breath before taking steps to the man that waited.

“Hello sir,” I greeted with such respect.

“Hello, can I have your name and who you are here to see?” The guard asked. 

“My name is Mbali and I am here to see John…”I paused, realising I did not know his surname. 

“The doctor.” I added sure to clear up the pool by that. 

“Okay, he registered your name. Please just sign here.” The guard said as he pushed a form to me and there was a short list for expected visitors and I sighed next to my name, placed the pen down and stood straight. 

“Follow me.” The guard said as he started walking, leaving his colleague behind. I followed him, amazed by the houses inside the fenced wall. The houses were beautiful with no kids playing around and everything just so extravagant. We walked, seeing all the expensive cars on the house yards with sprinklers spraying on the grass. I was at awe, had only seen that in movies or golf courses yet there it was here. I stifled a laugh sure to have much to share with Snowy later. 

The guard turned, walking up a front yard with the garage open and I could see the maroon Jaguar already running telling me that John was ready to bounce and here I was not even having bathed. I swallowed, thinking of not bathing at all since I did in the morning but that was just nasty as I had sweat all day. The guard rang the bell, truly impressed by the security here, seeing all the cameras and lights. 

The door was yanked open and there was the love of my life. I was blown, nearly stumbled away as my eyes took him in. John was wearing his exquisite and expensive suit pants with the shirt tucked in and it seemed he had still been working onthe bow tie. He looked dashing and even the guard stood frozen just as I was. It was like a scene in a movie yet lacking the dramatic flair of slow motion and a hair flip. My eyes trailed to his hair and it was silky and wet having him look even more breath-taking if that was possible. I wondered how someone could be this hot, how one person could hold such power to have me faint as I was about to. It was perfection and I could have just stayed there all day long and watched him hold the door open. I could not believe it, could not get over the man, could just not get my heart to settle for every time I blinked it was like I was seeing him for the first time. I swallowed with the guard clearing his throat totally waking me from the spell yet its effect would last forever. 

“Here is your guest sir,” The guard said having me look at my feet, suddenly shy at how late I was, not wanting to see his reaction at me. 

“Thank you Linda.” I heard his voice, it sounding better up close and still having butterflies fly in my stomach and leaving it in knots. I bit my lower lip, blushing like hell yet I could not stare at the floor forever so I looked up and even after all this time I was still blown away. Linda, the guard walked away after nodding. 

“Come in.” John said, something about that he was talking to me now just killing me and leaving my insides mushy. I stepped in, his cologne everywhere making me weak to my stomach. My eyes took in the barely furnished house with only the necessities and you could see that he had not done it himself yet too bland for a girlfriend to have done it. The house was beautiful, a two story colonial house with a modern touch. 

“Sorry I am late, I was too late to go to my house so I just came straight here.” I said, turning to stare at him as he dealtwith the tie. His muscles kept moving under the white shirt having me nearly die so I averted my eyes. 

“Okay, what do you need?” He asked calmly. 

“I need a shower.” I blurted out as I mentally laughed at myself, if I wanted to survive the night I had to feel good about myself. 

“Okay, I really don’t know the conditions the other showers are in so you can just use mine.” He said, turning and walking up the stairs with me deciding to follow. I watched as he walked, his back muscles flexing having my face burn. He walked through a door with my eyes quick to take everything in. His room was all grey and white, big, simple and bland just like the rest of the house. We walked past it to the master bathroom which was big and jaw dropping. I turned around, taking in the beauty yet my mind had to remind me of the situation I was in. I was quick to rush out to place my bags on the floor before rushing back in.

“Here are towels you can use, I don’t have spare gel so just use mine.” He said having me nearly do a marathon around the house until the world ended. Was this even real? I could not believe it, felt like I was not breathing as he walked out and left me there afraid to even move. I took slow steps to the shower which was made for two people with its beautiful bottle green marble tiles. I took off all my clothes, looking to the door now and again scared to just be naked with him on the other room yet feeling it would be rude to suddenly lock the door. I might have really liked him yet he was still astranger to me. I was quick to jump in the shower and scrub as soon as possible with my eyes not leaving the door. My hair and face were kept out of the water for I had done a very expensive face beat. 

This was torture, not even enjoying the fact that I was in the man’s shower, the one he had been standing naked in just a few minutes ago. I shook my head as I stepped out, drying my skin and wrapping a fluffy grey gown around my body. I made sure the gown was tight, moving to walk out of the bathroom just after making sure I had left everything clean and neat. At this point I was moving on autopilot, just getting through everything and I would process later. I walked out and he was not in the room with the door closed shut. I tip toed, seeing a bottle of lotion on the bed with a deodorant spray. My hands were shaking, too much happening at one time yet no time to process. The point was that I could not believe this was really happening, thinking I would wake up and I would still be in my bed having day dreamed of everything, just imagine how painful that would be. I shook my head, taking the bottle of lotion, of course it would be for men and of course it would be his. I could not believe this, this was too much even for me. I poured it on my hand, rubbing it on my skin under the robe. 

I did as much as I could with the robe on then sprayed the deodorant spray feeling so fresh and smelling of nothing but him which had me bite on my lip so hard. I wanted to scream and shout, wanted to just press pause and freak out for a minute before pressing play. My eyes took in the room, sparing the time for this as I stared at the door before tip toing to the opened closet and it was massive. 

The closet was so neat, he liked his things organized by colour with all his scrubs neatly folded, his shirts hanged along with jackets and pants. He had so much clothes, suits everywhere with scrubs and few t-shirts. I walked even further in, looking all around already seeing a drawer I could use and just imagining my clothes hanging there too. Lord I was too gone but he was a man I could see myself having kids with, just imagine me waking up beside him. I bit my lip to stop the giggle as I took a step back from my psychotic ways. He was truly a man built for me because what was more sexy than a man who was so neat and clean. I shook my head, turning with my eyes falling on the ironing board which I quickly ran too. Lord knew I was late and here I was busy stalking the guy. I shook my head, taking and setting out the ironing board with the iron which had been used recently, I chuckled, he ironed, most guys I knew just threw whatever on. 

In no time I was done, tying my Lihiya around my shoulder then going to tie my Sidvwashi around my waist. My feet quickly carried me to the mirror where I did some adjustments. My make-up was still on point, the day I had was crazy. My lihiya was deep red and beautiful with the Sidvwashi being dark brown, it went well together and with the make-up I looked like, well, I don’t know what. I felt like dancing but time was not on my side, wanting to do a victory dance or something. My thoughts shifted on what he wouldsay when he saw me in traditional wear. I shook my head, this not being the time to contemplate on this but what I would do to get on that bed and just pretend I belong in there. I laughed, shaking my head, maturity was far from me. 

I walked to my heels and put them on, they were six inch tall and as soon as I put them on my legs began shaking like what the hell? These were so long, I had worn heels before so I had not thought twice when I saw these six inch heels but lord my toes were already burning with my knees bending having me sway back and forth as if I would fall. Panic hit me, I did not want to be one of those girls that bent their knees when walking in heels. I took a deep breath, my face burning as Itook a step, my hands were in the air immediately ready to break the fall if so. My eyes trailed around, why did I not just escape through the window and never look back. I stared at the window, there was no way in hell I was walking in these. Handsome doctor be damned, not even d**k could have me walk in these. I tried again, same story but just worse this time since my knees were not having it either now. 

A soft knock came drawing me from my crazy thoughts with my eyes snapping to the door. I got hold of myself and gathered all my things having put a stop to all the drama. Even the way he knocked was sexy and my heart was drumming. I turned the door handle and pulled it open, well, I had expected him to be the one getting blown away but lord this man was certainly from Mars or something. He was dashing, pure sexiness with no words to explain it. John was wearing a tux, it was expensive and so beautiful with these finishes that just took it from a tux to a TUX. I bit my tongue, my thoughts so crazy. It was my first time seeing anyone wear a tux, only seen them from the movies and I found myself wishing he could wear it every day, every time I saw him. My eyes trailed up his body, him just a bit taller them me even with me in these heels but I liked it. My smile could not be contained, bright and wide. My eyes reached his face with that perfect, chiselled jaw and those deep green eyes that had you feel as if you were staring at an ocean. I composed myself, I did not want to show the effect he had on me. 

“Sorry, its getting late.” He said looking at his watch that looked super expensive, was it a Rolex? I could not tell one, had never seen it. 

“Sorry for the delay, I am ready.” I said back, him not giving me even a second look. I swallowed, walking behind him with my legs shaking, just hoping he did not turn around. My heels clicked on the floor and just when I thought I had a hang on it my ankle would bend having me nearly fall. I was like a chicken after a harsh storm. I shook my head, biting my tongue to not laugh at my own jokes. He took his keys, switching off the lights then opening the door only to step aside, my worst nightmare. I looked at him, smiling as I walked past, head high with my knees straight. In my head I kept repeating how I could do it, how I could walk normally. Those modelling girls made it look so easy but hell this was torture, my toes were screaming for help. 

I walked out, my heart beating from my throat. His cologne was the first thing that hit me as I passed him and it was intoxicating, nothing cheap, nothing you could just buy from around the corner, this was the real deal. John closed the door and locked it before turning. We walked around to the open garage where the car was already running. If walking with the heels inside the house was hell then this was double and double that. I walked, just praying I did not fall, praying my ankle did not bend with me hurting myself in the process. Can one just imagine how embarrassing that would be. I swallowed, acting like I knew what I was doing yet I found myself nearly fainting from a totally different reason. John walked past me and opened my door for me. I could not believe it, blinking and blinking there with my heart hammering. Where was a camera when needed, this needed to be captured. Never had a car door been ever opened for me. I probably looked like a psychopathic killer with such a wide smile that could put the sun to shame. My heart seemed to want to escape me. 

“Thank you,” I don’t know how those words even escaped my mouth yet I said them as I slipped in the expensive car. Sitting down with the door closed shut. 

My hands were on my lap, my palms sweaty and the night was just beginning.